Break down This is a bust (Hold onto your wits!) All you sorry motherfuckers up against the wall If you don't play, bite the dust Cause in a couple of simple fuckin' phrases I'm gonna hip you to the fuckin' place of The brand new mad style, uh Cause these are the days of wild - hit me!

[Repeat: 2X] (Hold onto your wits!)

Pop guns and weed? Brother please! We're to wise for now, since the other 90's was better suited for that bizBack when Dick was fuckin' Liz Before soda pop had fizz Don't blame it on a jockstrap full of jizz Mentality so insane I got a Tech-9 to and it's called my brain Shoot another brother? Not today Death from envy is the only way Here I can tear shit up 'cause that's my style And these are the days of wild - hit me! (Hold onto your wits!) These are the days of wild (Hold onto your wits!) These are the days of wild

Hooker, bitch and ho, I don't think so I only knew one and never told her though I thought about many times (Diss me?) But that's the kind of shit that make you check your mind Is your blood type the type that flows Or is your blood type the type just stereo? A woman every day should be thanked Not disrespected, not raped or spanked And if a woman ever said I did Uh, she's a motherfuckin' liar and I'm a set-up kid And I can tear shit up y'all 'cause that's my style And these are the days of wild - hit me! (Hold onto your wits!) These are the days of wild (Hold onto your wits!)

Oh oh oh, by the way, I play guitar!

Tennis shoes and caps, now that's phat Up until the day another want to laugh behind your back Sayin' we all look the same, huh God bless America, home of the brave I'd rather dress to make a woman stare I'm puttin' on somethin' that another won't dare It's a freezer burn compared to cool And if you still got loot, then who's the fool? Everybody want to take the stand Mind your own motherfucker, let a man be a man I can tear shit up y'all 'cause that's my style And these are the days of wild - hit me! (Hold onto your wits!) These are the days of wild - hit me! (Hold onto your wits!) These are the days of wild - hit me!

Much props to the upside down double six Baddest, freezer burnin', head turnin', make a brother yearnin',Sister walkin' the face You know who you are For love